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[F] ingered by my boyfriend under the table in a bar

Alfie and I have always had a very fulfilling sex life. We’re always trying new things and we’re very compatible in the bedroom… and sometimes outside it.

On Friday’s Alfie usually goes out with a few friends to the nearby bar. Occasionally I miss him but I do think that it’s important we both have our own space and don’t suffocate each other too much. Whilst he’s out I have a little me time and just relax or go out with my own friends. He doesn’t stay out too late and never comes home too drunk to fuck me to sleep.

It was about nine when the doorbell rang and I was met with a familiar face, George. Even though his flirty banter and clingy nature irritates me slightly, George is a nice guy and I know how close he is with Alfie. As I normally do, I invited George in and directed him to the living room where Alfie was sprawled out on the couch watching some sports channel. I waited outside for a minute, listening to their small talk. I’ve always found male friendships so odd. There’s not usually in depth conversations or talk about feelings, just sports. Read more »

Being Watched [FM]

The fall air was crisp coming through the open windows and the porch was inviting as the sun had
just gone down. I settled in to a chair on the patio that faced our neighboring building looking
across the alley. It’s nights like tonight than make me thankful we decided not to buy the condo in
that building. Looking through the windows of the condo we walked through, the porches in the
building across the alley just called to us. Friday nights, 68 degrees, fresh air, and an open bottle of
champagne while reading articles on my iPad are exactly why we decided on this place.

I could hear Natalie stirring out of the bathroom and smell the vanilla and lavender from her bubble bath
fill the evening air so I fill a glass for her, knowing she’ll be out momentarily. These are the nights
we look forward to every week. Letting our bodies rest, our minds relax and unwinding with some
bubbles. As if on cue Nat comes behind me with a hug around the next and a kiss on the cheek. Her
breath smells sweet of the two glasses of champagne she enjoyed in her bath. Read more »

Prey [MF] [CNC] [Knifeplay]

He was staring at her from the back of the bus.

She had come on about 6 stops back. She was absolutely gorgeous. Long hair, pale skin, a black sweater, jeans and thigh high boots. Perfect. She sat down in the middle of the bus, probably because it was lighter there. She was wearing a headset… Looks like one of those new wireless noise cancelling ones. She seemed to be completely in her own world, oblivious to her surroundings. Like it was just her in her own bubble. She was staring absentmindedly at her phone. It was a dark evening.. Not uncommon for early fall. The bus drove further away from the bright lights of the city. It looked like it drove through a forest. The bus had passed his stop a while ago. He was fixated on her. He couldn’t stop looking at her. He saw her reach out and press the stop button. The bus slowed down, and she got off, putting on a big black backpack. She didn’t notice the dark hooded figure that slinkered out the back of the bus… And vanished between the trees. Read more »

I can’t control my hunger [F]or Cock

After being celibate for three years. Before the Corona Pandemic got worse, I finally got to disvirgined for the second time. I am currently fucking two different guys and would love to continue my exploration:
I’ve known Guy A (30+, average sized cock) for two months and he loves to take his time pleasuring my gspot. He has to turn me into the Niagara Falls (squirting back to back) before he can fuck me. ?He gets off from getting me off? His head game is wack but his dick and fingers were blessed by the gods.

Sadly I only got one try with Guy B (30, average sized cock) because of COVID19. I enjoy how he slurps my cunt and my asshole. He fucked me so rough and hard that my soul had to leave my body for a couple seconds. I literally woke up with body aches the next day. Smacked my ass and titties around like a pastry chef slaps off excess flour from dough. I loved how he used my body because he made me feel alive. Although he didn’t make me squirt, I had to flick my clit to get an orgasm. (P.S: we were able to give his neighbors a little show.) Hopefully, corona give me another chance to suck him dry one more time. Read more »

Subliminal Broadcaster 2000 Pt. 3 [Hypnosis, Anal, Orgy, Toys]

(This story is inspired by CryptoKnight’s excerpts on Literotica. You can find the first two stories [here](https://www.literotica.com/s/subliminal-broadcaster-2000?page=2) and [here](https://www.literotica.com/s/subliminal-broadcaster-2000-ch-02).Thanks for reading!)

Andy woke up naked to the warm sensation of lips closing around his cock. He opened his eyes and saw Michelle Fowler’s bald head bobbing up and down on his crotch. Her chains rattled as she worked to jerk him off, desperately craving her morning cum.

It wasn’t just the two of them in bed. Blindfolded and gagged next to Andy was Theresa Herman, the blonde highschool senior from down the block. She still wore her stained cheerleader’s outfit, the set she had on when Andy picked her up from practice.

“Wow Mr. McGregor, those inspirational disks you gave me were amazing! They really helped me overcome my pregame jitters.” Andy knew his tapes were successful when Theresa bent over to put her backpack in the trunk, revealing her lack of panties.

His invention, the SB “Subliminal Broadcaster” 2000, broadcasted at a frequency just barely beyond human awareness. The messages were too low to be heard consciously, but they would assail themselves strongly on the subconscious level. After listening to the innocent CDs, the subject believed that the messages being broadcast by the SB 2000 were his or her own thoughts. Read more »

I want to fuck my Work Wife and her Ex.

My work wife is a very dirty girl and she doesn’t know how crazy she drives me. We bond over sex stories and famous sexcapades. I want to grab her succulent breasts and give them a good squeeze. To kiss her on the neck and whisper how much I want her.

I want to slip my hands down her panties and part are lips with my fingers. Sucking her tits and watching her quiet while I slide two fingers In would make me go insane. I’d rip her panties off and spread her legs open so I can take a second to appreciate the view.

I would get low, spit on that clit and suck on it like a juicy nectarine. While devouring that pussy, I would slide my fingers in to let her gspot know I am present. Watching her squirm would my make my pussy drip like an open faucet. I won’t let go of that gspot till she squirts.

While she’s recuperating, I’ll have her watch her ex penetrate my creamy cunt with his cock in the missionary position. His big black cock pushing against my gspot while I rub on my throbbing clit. We change positions; now I’m riding him like a stallion with my pierced tits bouncing without a care in the world. Read more »

Getting dirty with the maid (MF)

Only a few days after my return from my freshman year of college, I was already bored with being home. I immediately missed the partying and the girls while i killed time in my quiet suburban town between shifts in my summer job.

After a pretty late night out at the movies with friends, I slept in the next morning. In the mornings, my parents usually were busy and didn’t really bother me, trusting I can handle my own schedule.

I took a quick shower, and was walking into my bedroom, naked and deciding whether it was too early for lunch, when a voice cut across my thoughts.
“Um… good morning.”

I froze. Next to my dresser, Elena, the women who cleaned our house weekly, stood with a duster in her hand.

Immediately, a million thoughts ran through my mind. Should I cover up or go grab a towel? She was next to my dresser, so I felt weird walking over to get underwear.

“Shit, I forgot today is Thursday. I’m sorry.” Her expression still showed surprise, but definitely didn’t look away. After my shower, the room felt embarrassingly cold. Read more »

Aleeza, [F] 20, alone on the front porch

I have been doing a lot of thinking the last few days, sharing lots of thoughts and ideas with new found friends. I still don’t know where I am going with all this, I am just enjoying that journey.

After growing up in Pakistan, two years ago, like many other students, I came to Canada to learn new things. A year ago, I met my first boyfriend. By then, I had already begun to leave the old world behind and embrace the new world I have come to live in. He was a non-practicing Christian. We spent many long evenings together after late classes drinking tea and talking about everything under the sun. It wasn’t long before we were gazing into each other’s eyes, touching, kissing, feeling. He awakened my sexuality.

Though slow and gentle at first, it wasn’t long before I became, as he said, insatiable. It was exhilarating. I was liberated, I was free, We had sex almost every day, intense, passionate, powerful sex. Despite my wild abandon behind closed doors I remained modest and respectable outside. I felt like I was living a double life. A slut inside, chaste outside. Read more »

A waterfall to remember [MF]

This is a first attempt at a story, hope it reads well. It happened on a memorable weekend trip a few years ago.

My girlfriend (Annie) and I were going on a short road trip on that particular weekend, intending to spend the night and explore the well known castle ruin and hiking trails. We got up early in the morning and were in a bit of a rush to get the car packed with all the necessary camping stuff, which left little time for our usual weekend morning snuggling routine. As soon as we got on the road Annie decided a nap was required, leaving me to mentally plan the adventures we would have later in the day.

We were driving by a picturesque lake when a series of sharp bends caused Annie to wake up.

“Where are we?”, she said, in the usual post sleep daze. “Just passing the lake”, I said, “Do you want to stop for a bit?”

“Sure, that would be good, do you need a break?”

“Yeah, a stretch would be nice right now”, I replied.

Who Do You Belong To? [MF] [Public] [D/s] [cheating] [fiction]

This is a continuation of Owen and Kallie’s second encounter. It can stand on its own but you might be lost if you don’t read “Did You Mean it?”

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“Stand up”

“Yessir!” I say with a smirk, as I peel myself off of the hotel room door I’m slumped against. His eyes dance with amusement. Luckily, Owen enjoys my spirit. A glint of mischief flashes in his eyes as he steps back into the hallway from our protected alcove. He glances up and down the hall and then back at me.

“Take off your shirt.”
I blink at him and I can feel myself blushing as I realize what he wants. I bring my fingers to the hem of my shirt and hesitate, looking back at him.
“Problem, my sweet?”
“No,” I sigh, and then pull my baggy t-shirt up and over my head, making sure it catches on my tits as I do, feeling them bounce against my ribs once my shirt releases them.

I drop my shirt to the ground next to where my phone is sitting and look at him. His gaze is firmly fixed on my tits and the corners of his mouth turn up just a bit. Read more »